Lost Creek Hollow Hueco de la cala perdida [M]

she still had a head for seducing gunnar. the woman followed him gaily to their next locale. it held the shadows and water and deep green that she felt crowfeather wanted. her voice was a croon of praise. silvertongue sidled to the shoulder of the kvarsheim man. "i think this will be the place," she said softly, her eyes a caress.